Ode To My Father Julian Bertie Paul (Called To Rest 6thjuly 2019) Poem by Shanika marini Paul

Thou art the soul thath lingers in eternal peace,
Ah! PAIN of losing thee doth sting it's venom in my vein,
Watcheth did I thy breath bid adieu to it's mortal companion,
As if though partners taking their mournful eternal leave,

Oh father, my father "How I love thee"
Thou were the light thath shineth within me,
I thy daughter weepeth eternal silent tears,
For death doth command it's unpaid mission of fate.

AY! Wisheth do I, thath a few more years of breath was gifted to you,
Demented and helpless I stood, watching thouleaveththy mortal body,
Birth and death doth bear a prenuptial agreement.
A journey one must taketh alone

Humble, and honest thy known ways,
Loving and caring , courage winged thy way
A perfect father whotoiled tediously to give us the best
Thy faith in me is my life's success

Thy voice that sang the best melodies,
Helped did thou young musicians spread their wings,
The world feels numbed for I miss thee
Rest in peace my life's beginning for within me thy blood flows eternally


Copy rights reserved poet Shanika Paul
U/graduate BA English(OUSL) , ADIE(UK) , ACIE(OUSL) , DIP; AMI/PSY(CAMBRIDGE) Trained Teacher(IMSD)
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